just another dream

rows of endless bodies boxes
but no one there ever dies
the kid crys and if horrified to the bone
but still he sharpens the blade
pulling open my lids
putting it to my eye
it glides but the blood stings
threw the teary blur of the other
i see it put in a jar
the second time it doesn't hurt so much
but being blind brings on new fears
i feel a couple of worms placed in my sockets
and the box shuts
the box next to me contains a man made into a living bee hive
they crawl threw the hole in his head
his chest separates a thick rust honey with in  
he screams and the swarm consumes
i wake up